Latoya Hunt

"Never be weak, never be a victim."

When the 'Forgotten' becomes the 'Unforgettable'. 


Destiny’s mother ran from their ancestral home before she was even born.

She's the heir to not only one but two powerful bloodlines.

Eighteen years ago, the actions of her parents, which created both life and death, follow Destiny like a looming shadow. With a promise, a mark, and her only family heirloom, she returns to the place that started it all.

In the town called Rosewood within the land of Nebula.

Like her female ancestors before her, the stakes are high, and the odds are not in her favor.

But Destiny is unlike those who preceded her.

Destiny’s Tough.
Ruthless when Necessary.
And refuses to be the victim of unfairness.

She's coming for everything her family lost.

She's returning to reclaim and rebuild a once-powerful dynasty that the entire land of Nebula once feared.

But who is Destiny?

She's the child destined for greatness.


Follow along on the journey of a young woman who's on the path of reconstruction, self-discovery, and self-acceptance

And maybe, just maybe, she's got what it takes to break the chains of oppression binding others like her.

The Hawthorne Heir

 "Alpha!" Travis's frantic voice yells, bursting through my office doors. “Alpha Santos said he might have picked up on Luna’s scent sir," he informs me. 


 "Gather thirty of our most elite warriors which include trackers, and call Dante," I ordered. 


 "Dante, Tyler," Martin greets us at his broader permitting us to cross his lands. 


 "Pup, get to the point." Dante almost growled, keyword. Martin didn't seem insulted, only stared at us in understanding. 


 "I may have picked up on Destiny's scent near the Hunter's broader. It was faint, but hers. I'm almost sure of it," he informs the group, and this time, all fifty of us growled—Dante had brought some of his warriors which included a very pissed-off German. 


 "We were at Jonas territory the moment we knew of Destiny's disappearance. They were our first suspects, we found nothing." Dante said in animosity, and I wasn't far behind. 


A Mistake